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I stormed into my cabin, overwhelmed with frustration

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I stormed into my cabin, overwhelmed with frustration. 

Thoughts of her consumed my mind; I knew she was upset. 

However, keeping her away from me right now seemed like the best option, as I feared the consequences of my anger. 

Collapsing onto the couch, I held my head and released a heavy sigh.

"I shouldn't have let it out on her," I mumbled, lost in regret. 

Suddenly, the cabin door slammed open again, and I looked up angrily.

"WHO—" I was cut off by a punch to the face.

"This is for shouting at me in front of everyone with no reason," she declared, landing another strong punch. 

"And this is for not listening to me."

"Ow, what—"

Once more, a powerful punch struck my face, causing my lips to bleed.

"And this is because I'm so angry at you," she spat out with a final glare before storming out of the cabin furiously. 

What.The.Hell.Just.Happen

Stunned, I sat there, trying to process what had just happened. 

After a minute, Arav entered the cabin with a first aid kit, wearing a confused expression.

"Woah bhai, kaun pehelwan peetke gaya tujhe!" he exclaimed, laughing.

"Shreesha," I said, still in shock.

Arav took out his phone, capturing the state of my swollen cheeks, bleeding lips, and disheveled hair. 

"Bhai, I never thought she would go all boxer on you," he said, laughing even harder.

"Shut up!" I snapped, but he continued to laugh.

I didn't anticipate her reaction. 

What was she thinking, entering my cabin and punching me, not once but thrice? 

Arav dipped the cotton in antiseptic and handed it to me.

"Kuch bhi bol, bhai, tujhe takkar dene wali mili hai," he said, patting my shoulder.

Ignoring him, I started treating my wounds, hissing in pain. 

"How did you know that I needed this?" I asked, pointing at the first aid kit.

"Shreesha asked me to bring it to you before storming out," he answered.

I couldn't understand her sudden aggression. 

She had always been cute, cuddly, and loving, but I had never seen her this angry. 

Mentally, I regretted my actions.

"Okay, let's address the serious matter. We need to do something about Shreya. What happened today is not ignorable," Arav said seriously.

I remembered the incident, shifting on the couch comfortably. 

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